#dash: 002

Carrie sat opposite of Mr. Big, clad in nothing more than a slip dress. It’d been Samantha’s idea, it was a test. Samantha claimed that Big, as charming as he was, was still a guy and in 2016, all they wanted was sex. Given that that was the topic of this weeks article, she wanted to see if that was true. Was this guy who seemed so amazing just interested in fucking her or did he want more? That’s why she’d thrown on the ensemble, hoping that it’d be the latter. “I know people who have been waiting to eat here for weeks, and all you had to do was call. I’m starting to suspect you’re a bigger deal than you make yourself out to be.” She smiled at the guy opposite of her. 

“If it isn’t lover boy.” Ambrose teased from the top of her Trans-Am. It was gross how the sight of him made her lips gave way to a smile now a days. Maybe he was right. Maybe he had proven himself, not that she was about to give him the satisfaction of knowing that anytime soon. “And look, ht doesn’t look like a J.Crew catalogue. I happen to enjoy this look on you, but you know nothing tops my favorite.” She said as she wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning in just slightly. “You without a shirt on.” Ambrose playfully pat the side of his face as she made her way to her side of the car.

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So, is it considered acceptable to just sleep for the entire day? Because that is honestly where I can see today going. I don’t think I’ve ever been so tired.

Griffin had two options. He could either wait for his... friend that’s a boy to text him back... or he could just catch his boyfriend come out of that shower. The thought of him dripping wet definitely beat out the former. So he grabbed his phone and the extra key that Frankie had given him for their late night rendevous and made his way to his dorm room, ready to have a night of... fun with the boy. He had slowly made it into the room, happy to hear the shower was still running. He sat down on his boyfriend’s bed, ready to surprise him once he came out. 

"Hey, you got pulled into this decorating shit too? Awesome, there's no way I could've gotten this done without some company."